If it's true what they say, that GOD created us in His image, then why should we not love creating, and why should we not continue to do so, as carefully and ethically as we can, on whatever scale we're capable of?

The choice is simple; refuse to create, and refuse to grow, or build, with care and love.

Back in the early-mid 80's (say 1885 and I was about 21), Halloween night was georgeous, it was around 68 degrees, warm and a full moon was out. My mother slept out on the porch (it was converted into a huge bedroom) and yours truly (that's me) decided to scare her.

Her window was open, and I put on my Freddy Krueger glove and a fedora...she was asleep, and I was giggling nervously as I scraped the glove against the window screen. My mother shot up in bed and screamed at the top of her voice, and that made my giggles turn into insane bellowing laughter just like Freddy. I said to her, "you die!"

She got up and as I tried to run back into the house, she caught me at the front door..the floodlight was on and she was standing there with her duty weapon (she was a licensed C.O. and carried a .357)

She looked at me for a minute and said, very low and menacingly, "Shawn?" So after admitting to the name she gave me, she grabbed me by the hair and said "get the f*ckin here!" and we went in. I got the lecture of my life about how she could have killed me, and it did sink in for sure, but the rest of the night I laid in bed laughing my ass off over the way she shot up in bed and screamed.

We laugh about it now, but back then, history would have changed and you guys wouldn't have been able to hear this wonderful story (although I'm sure some news station would have covered it ) Never play Freddy Krueger with your other, kiddies, never.

If it's true what they say, that GOD created us in His image, then why should we not love creating, and why should we not continue to do so, as carefully and ethically as we can, on whatever scale we're capable of?

The choice is simple; refuse to create, and refuse to grow, or build, with care and love.

The 22nd Amendment is repealed and Barack Obama is elected President for a third consecutive term!

With all due respect, I doubt it, but if the Republicans keep shooting all their toes off like they did with the government shutdown, we'll no doubt see our first women president with Hilary Clinton. Either that or V.P. Joe Biden becomes President Joe Biden.

All that the government shutdown did was provide us with a sneak preview of what will happen when the Federal Reserve Notes that we call US Dollars stops flowing due to our decreased credit status. What's going to happen when we run out of countries to borrow money from? They were better off keeping the government closed and allowing the debt ceiling to be breached.

On a side note, did any of you know that the IRS was also closed during the entire government shutdown? Kinda funny how that interesting fact was reported nowhere in any news outlet in the country!

OK people, I just returned to th eboard and have seen my typo in my post, so without any further adieu, here is the amended story, with the right year in place:

Try almost getting shot by your own mother, this is a true story.

Back in the early-mid 80's (say 1985 and I was about 21), Halloween night was georgeous, it was around 68 degrees, warm and a full moon was out. My mother slept out on the porch (it was converted into a huge bedroom) and yours truly (that's me) decided to scare her.

Her window was open, and I put on my Freddy Krueger glove and a fedora...she was asleep, and I was giggling nervously as I scraped the glove against the window screen. My mother shot up in bed and screamed at the top of her voice, and that made my giggles turn into insane bellowing laughter just like Freddy. I said to her, "you die!"

She got up and as I tried to run back into the house, she caught me at the front door..the floodlight was on and she was standing there with her duty weapon (she was a licensed C.O. and carried a .357)

She looked at me for a minute and said, very low and menacingly, "Shawn?" So after admitting to the name she gave me, she grabbed me by the hair and said "get the f*ckin here!" and we went in. I got the lecture of my life about how she could have killed me, and it did sink in for sure, but the rest of the night I laid in bed laughing my ass off over the way she shot up in bed and screamed.

We laugh about it now, but back then, history would have changed and you guys wouldn't have been able to hear this wonderful story (although I'm sure some news station would have covered it BounceGiggle) Never play Freddy Krueger with your other, kiddies, never.

The 22nd Amendment is repealed and Barack Obama is elected President for a third consecutive term!

With all due respect, I doubt it, but if the Republicans keep shooting all their toes off like they did with the government shutdown, we'll no doubt see our first women president with Hilary Clinton. Either that or V.P. Joe Biden becomes President Joe Biden.

Probably a bit controversial here, but I feel the shutdown was deliberately continued thru calculated Democratic refusal to deal w\Boehner, because they knew this would make Republicans take the blame for the shutdown.

Part of one of the deals the Republicans wanted was to have ALL of The Hill sign up for Obama-care and give up their exemptions. It's easy to see why Obama refused that, because he'd have to live by his own rules.

Another provision was income verification for low-income and wlefare peoples. To avoid fraud. BOTH sides agreed on this, but then again, Obama and Reid struck it down. Easy to see why, for the same reason they struck down voter ID's, because they would stop fraud.

Last, the Republicans wanted all medical devices to be tax free. Why? to make them more affordable.

This last deal wasn't unreasonable. But as usual, Obama said 'No' (funny considering he accuses the Repubs of being the party of "no'). Eventually I feel this will come back to haunt him though, given the problems Obama-care is causing at the moment.

No "accountability", no "end to bi-partisanship", but we got a lot of transparency, because we can see right all that's going on.

It was nothing like what you see on those silly Ghost Adventures TV shows or movies like The Amityville Horror. No, this was about as mediocre and anti-climactic as normal life can be when you share a residence with living roommates, only these particular roommates were no longer among the living.

Now, I was never personally scared by anything in that house; I found a lot of it to be kinda cool, actually. I used to hear a lot of commotion around the house throughout the day and night; people walking around upstairs, closing doors, switching lights on and off, etc. My wife was the one that saw something that scared the bejeezus out of her though. One morning, she was on my computer in our old bedroom, when she looked over and saw an old lady lying on the floor with her feet propped up, reading a book. My wife saw enough to notice the old lady's face hidden by the brown-covered book that she was reading, so that all my wife saw of the old lady was her curly gray hair, and the pink-striped socks that the old lady was wearing, before my wife ran screaming out of the room to come and get me. I was napping on the couch in the living room when this happened.

I ran into the bedroom to investigate, and of course, there was no old lady there. So after I calmed my wife down a bit, I asked her what she saw, before ultimately laughing because I reminded my wife that a little old lady lounging around reading a book wasn't particularly scary. A lot more stuff like that happened in that house while we were staying there, everything from chilly presences walking in and out of rooms to feet stomping on the upstairs floor when I got home from work, enough to where you could recognize the different personalities that each one of those people had. I never subscribed to the whole "demon" thing all that much; if they were evil, they sure as hell didn't act like it. I will definitely remember living there for a long time though!